More Molly ~ Pt 1

Molly crawled slowly onto her master's bed, careful not to wake him too soon. Gently she crouched between his legs, and lowered her soft lips to him. Containing her moan, she slowly slid her lips over the head of his cock, gently beginning to suck on it as her fingers slid upwards to hold the base. In his sleep, he stirred slightly and spread his legs, and her lips moved even lower.

Marcus awoke to an overwhelming desire growing in his loins. He spread his knees and lifted his hips, and the feeling grew even stronger. There could be only one explanation for this, and he groaned softly as he half opened his eyes to see Molly's head buried in his crotch. Little by little he began to move in her mouth and she responded by sucking more and more eagerly. His hands slid through her hair and gripped her head and he began to push her tighter into him, burying his cock deeper in her mouth. Oh yes! There was no better way to be woken up in the morning than this!!!

He groaned louder as he toyed with her, letting his thoughts stray over possible events for the upcoming day. Some days he delighted in using his slave for sex, or having her used by many others for sex, filling all her holes with as much cum as he could find for her. Other days, his muscles nearly ached in his desire of her tortures, and still others, it was her deep and profound humiliation that brought him the most pleasure. Molly could never be sure what any day held in store for her.

Her master gripped even tighter on her head, forcing her down, pushing his now swollen cock at her throat. He had made up his mind what use he wanted her for this day! Indeed, she would fulfill ALL his desires this day!!!

He knew that if he wanted to be able to hold out and accomplish all he intended that day, he was going to have to cum early and allow himself to build up slowly again over the day. He had no intention, however, of allowing his slave any pleasure from this morning emptying of his cock, not even the pleasure of tasting him! With a loud grunt, Marcus thrust his cock deep into her throat as he held her head in position. Her attempts to swallow simply amplified the tightness of her throat, squeezing his cock in rhythmic waves, and his cum shot quickly and easily down her throat.

He forced her face into his body as her struggling throat motions massaged his cock into ecstasy. He held her there, til he was sure there was no further trace of cum left to accidently trail over her tastebuds, then abruptly dragged her mouth from him. He held her upper body up by gripping tightly on her hair, eyeing her closely, then without further hesitation, he stood up and began to dress.

"There are some new decorations on the table there. Attach them, then meet me in the living room. You have a busy day ahead!" He announced, and then he was gone.

Molly climbed down off the bed, and went to the table, where three ornate clasps awaited her. Carefully she attached them to the bars he had pierced through each nipple, then her clit. When she finally crawled into the livingroom Marcus was sitting reading the newspaper, and a young man was standing patiently by the door.

"Don't keep him waiting, pay the man!" Marcus commanded, tossing a few bills on the floor but not looking out from behind his paper. "And don't forget to tip him!"

Molly glanced at the man who was now shuffling his feet nervously by the door. On occasion, Marcus brought people in who knew what to expect, specifically to humiliate Molly. She was sure, however, that this wasn't one of them. This was the newspaper delivery man on collection day who had no idea what he was getting himself into!

She picked up the money and crawled towards the door, handing it to the man who took it with trembling fingers. He was trying not to look at her naked body as she knelt in front of him, but his eyes refused to look away. He handed her the receipt and cleared his throat, but Molly did not back away. Instead, she reached for his zipper and began to release his now obviously bulging cock.

"Uuhhh... I... Uuuhhhh... OhhH!!!" he said, as her soft warm fingers slid over his aching cock. He looked quickly at Marcus, but that man remained behind his newspaper. He looked back at Molly just in time to see her lips engulf him. A long low groan escaped him and then he was lost, leaning back against the door as this naked goddess devoured his cock with such wanton desire that he felt his knees getting weak. She massaged his balls, and slid her mouth up and down his length, fucking him with her mouth as she milked him eagerly, until finally he let out a loud grunt and exploded in her mouth. Instead of pulling away, as had been his experience with any other girl who'd sucked him, this one dove deeper on his cock, sucking him hungrily as if trying to milk as much cum from him as she could, and swallowing every drop!

When at last she withdrew her mouth from him and replaced his now satisfied cock back in his trousers, he was left breathless and weak-kneed, but more satisfied than he had ever been. He tried to thank her, but she simply knelt wordlessly by the door. He glanced at the man behind the newspaper as he fumbled with the doorknob.

"Ummm.... thank you Sir! I....uhh... well... Ummm... THANKS!"

Marcus finally put down the paper and smiled. "She'll be here when you collect again." he said in an assuring voice, and the man's eyes widened. He wiped his brow, nodded quickly, and cracked a wide grin, then he was gone.

Molly knelt for some time while her master continued to read the paper, then finally he stood up and looked down at her.

"I'm expecting some workmen later today. I'm sure you will be able to make their job a pleasurable one. Then, I have a new tool in the dungeon I would like to test, and of course, there are the dogs who will require tending to....." As he spoke, there was a pounding knock on the door. He stopped and looked at it, a curious look on his face. Molly could tell this was not the men he had mentioned, for he would have opened the door immediately. This was an unexpected caller.

The banging on the door continued, and Marcus glanced quickly at his naked slave. This was going to serve well in his plans perhaps, since she had been instructed to remain naked and in view, no matter who ever came into the house.

When he finally opened the door however, he was surprised by what he saw. No sooner was the door open, than Josh barged into the room, a second man following somewhat more cautiously. His eyes fell on Molly where she knelt, and a look of disgust fleetingly crossed his face.

"There, that should be proof enough for you! Look at her! She's a filthy whore!"

Marcus studied the situation closely. His first instinct had been to firmly usher Josh and his guest out of the house with instructions not to return, but then the thought occurred to him that this might just provide some entertainment for the day that he hadn't counted on. He decided to let Josh have his moment in the spotlight, and step in only if he deemed it crucial to do so. Molly was clearly embarrassed by this unexpected visit, both by the appearance and behaviour of her ex-husband, and seemingly by the presence of the second man as well, but though she eyed her master with a half pleading expression, her behaviour also clearly showed him that she would follow his lead and do whatever he wanted of her. He stood back with feet parted, arms crossed, and nodded ever-so slightly. Molly took a deep breath and returned her gaze to the carpet at Josh's feet.

Josh was slowly circling her now, eyeing her like a vulture might eye it's prey, while still talking to his friend.

"She'll suck anything you know, and she'll fuck anything! I'll bet she's had the whole town in that cunt of hers by now!" He spit in her face then looked at the other man. "Oh, and you'll love this!" His fingers quickly stripped his belt out of his jeans and with calculated aim, he landed the strip of leather with a loud crack across Molly's bare left breast. She let out a yelp of pain, but held still as a red welt immediately appeared. Josh let out a wicked laugh as he eyed the other man.

"See that Rob? She loves it! Can't get enough!" He turned back to Molly and instantly the belt cracked down across her other breast. In quick succession he landed two more blows on each breast, till they were reddened on all sides, then he let the belt drop to the floor and fumbled with his zipper. As he did so, he walked around her once more, lifting his foot to press on her back, and pushed her face to the floor. He pulled his cock, now hard and straining, out of his pants and aimed it at her from behind, thrusting it roughly into her cunt with a loud grunt.

"What'd I tell ya Rob? She's dripping wet! The whore just can't get enough of the whipping!" He slammed his cock into her hard, over and over, gripping her hair in his hands and jerking her head back so she was forced to look at Rob. "Look at him! Show him what a filthy fucking whore you are!"

Molly whimpered, tears stinging her eyes, but she made no objections. Marcus still stood on the sidelines, and as long as he did not step in to stop things she knew she had to endure whatever Josh did to her. She lifted her eyes to Rob's and felt her entire body flush with heat as she watched him watch her used like this.

"What about you Rob?" Josh asked. "You want a piece of the slut?"

Rob eyed Molly hesitantly as Josh continued to pound into her cunt. For a few seconds Molly thought Rob would decline Josh's offer, then the look in his eyes changed, as if he had completed a difficult debate with himself, and his hands moved purposefully to his zipper. As he removed his jeans, revealing a long, thick and hard cock that clearly wanted a part of what it was witnessing, Josh let out a wicked laugh.

"You want cunt Rob?" Josh laughed. "Mind if I fill it up a little bit before you use it? Or would you rather have her mouth?"

"Go right ahead." Rob spoke for the first time, and Josh immediately let out a groan as he shot his cum into Molly's fuckhole. When he was finished he dropped her hair, making her gasp as she fell forward off balance, and pulled out of her.

Rob wasted no time moving into position, but rather than slam his cock into her like Josh had done, he pushed it in slowly, as if savouring the feeling. Once in to the depth he slowly began pumping in and out of her, gaining speed, grunts and groans of pleasure getting louder and louder.

Josh fixed his jeans, re-threading his belt, eyeing the activity with a wry grin. "You like that Molly?" He asked. She did not reply and when he finished buckling his belt he bent to grip her by the hair and lift her face so their eyes were only inches apart. "Answer me you fucking whore! Tell me how much you like it!"

Molly glanced towards Marcus, who still said nothing, so she returned her attention to Josh and muttered a weak "Yes."

Josh laughed wickedly. "Then tell him!" He said loudly. "Tell him how much you like it. C'mon, scream it out, tell him you want him to fuck you hard, tell him you love his cock in your cunt."

Molly gulped and blushed. "I...." She started, then let out a hopeless moan. "Yes Rob, fuck me hard, please! I want you to fuck me hard 'cause I'm nothing but a slut! Please Rob! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!"

Rob picked up the pace and Molly started groaning more. Josh glanced at Marcus, his eyes narrowed, then dropped Molly's head and stepped back. "That's it Molly, beg, plead, tell him you can't live without it! Tell us all how much you LOVE your brother's cock fucking that bitch cunt of yours!"

Marcus eyed Josh with anger, and took a slight step forward. The unwanted ex-husband grunted and headed towards the door. "Don't worry Marcus. I don't want her back. I don't ever want to see that cunt again." Then he grinned wickedly as Rob began to groan out loud, filling Molly with shot after shot of cum. Josh turned to Marcus. "But I wouldn't have missed seeing THAT for anything in the world" Then he was gone.



"More Molly ~ Pt 2"